An Ode To My Grandfather

he smiled the smile he did when he was happy
just before the red sirens came
just the white van took him away

he talked like he did when he was happy
just before the pipes went in
just before his health withdrew

he looked like he did when he was happy
just before his voice went away
just before his breath departed

he laughed like he did when he was happy
however, it was just his picture
hanging peacefully above the wall
and he was gone
away from all the illness and disease
back to the dust
back to his place above,
always twinking down on us
atop his shining throne

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